New Holes In My Old Belt

A crazy thing happened tonight.

Michelle brought home a new pair of trousers for me. The tag hanging on them stated they were size 36. I tried them on and they were snug; very snug. No matter how much I sucked in my stomach, I just couldn't get them to close at the top. I put on a brave face but I was sorely disappointed. I really thought I was getting close to a 36 waist.

I recently added a couple of new holes in my old belt, and my 'new' 38's are getting a little baggy in the seat. I'd understand if a 36 waist were snug, but to not be able to close them was a blow.

No sense crying over tight trousers.

As I was folding the new pants and trying to decide if I should hang onto them for 'someday', I noticed something. There sewn neatly into the waistband was a tag; a tag that clearly stated size 34. These pants were miss-marked. Yeah! I was trying to squeeze into a pair of size thirty-four trousers, and I just about did it.

Disappointment instantly changed into elation. Frustration changed into anticipation, and very soon, this guy is changing into a new pair of pants.


Weight update:  87 pounds so far.